Morgan's POV

"So you finally decided to answer my calls after ignoring me for two weeks?" Elizabeth complained over the phone.

Maybe it wasn't smart of me to avoid her since Thanksgiving... but it's not my fault—it's just what she said about introducing her to my parents... I didn't and still don't know how to handle that.

But still, it was an asshole move from me I won't do it again.

"I wasn't ignoring you... I was busy." I lied through my teeth even though she didn't believe me.

"Yeah doing what exactly?"

"Just... stuff— look Elizabeth I'm sorry for not answering your calls that was really shitty but I have been a busy." It's not a total lie, like I go out with my parents, help them around the house and with Matty—I pick him up from school every day and sometimes I even hang out with Hayley.

I saw her sigh.

"I'm sorry too. I think I might just... miss you... only a little."

"Awe, aren't you adorable?" I bit my lip trying to supress a smile.

"I'm not adorable—I'm a grown woman."

"Oh yes, a grown woman that's older than me, right."

"Are you calling me old?"

"No... I'm calling you older."

I could clearly see Elizabeth glaring at me through the video call. "I'm going to hang up."

"Liz is not an insult! I like older women and is not like you're that much older than me, it's just five years." I said trying my hardest not to laugh.

If there's something I love is teasing Elizabeth.

She rolled her caramel eyes and I could see a tiny pout form on her full lips as she tried to act angry at me. "Don't pout like that when I can't be there to kiss it off." I said earning a shy smile from her.

"Well do not tell me things like that when you certainly can't come and do them."

"December started yesterday, it won't be long till it's January and I come back to Chicago. You just have to hang on for me for one more month." I accommodated myself on my bed.

"You say it as if it's that easy. I have needs Miss Valentine." Elizabeth gave me a smirk that I know all too well.

"I'm sure you have a long list of people who would be more than happy to fulfill those needs... Alice is always at the other side of your door as well."

"I don't want anyone else or Alice touching me, I only want you to fuck me Morgan." She said in a husky sensual voice that made me feel all kind of thing.

I gulped.

"Yeah?"

She hummed, "I miss your hands all over me... your mouth all over me."

"Fuck Liz..." I let my hand wander down inside my pants as Elizabeth kept on teasing me.

"Do you know how wet you just got me by thinking about your tongue fucking me? And you're not here to help me out..." Elizabeth moved the camera of her phone—giving me a view of her wet fingers before putting them back inside her lacy underwear. The sound of her soft moans as she touched herself was driving me insane.

"My goodness Elizabeth, you—"

"Valentine! OH MY GOD MY EYES."

The door bursted open in the worst moment possible, making my phone fly to the floor and my heart at the verge of a cardiac attack.

"HAYLEY GET OUT!"

And she did so as before I even got to say the whole sentence—slamming the door on the process.

"Morgan what was that? Are you alright?" I heard Elizabeth ask from my phone that was on the floor besides my bed.

I quickly grabbed it, "Yes, I'm fine. I gotta go though."

"Why is it that every time we talk we get interrupted?" She asked evidently annoyed.

"I'm sorry Liz, I'll make it up to you but I need to go now." I gave her a sorry smile and she released a sigh before nodding.

"Fine, I'll text you later."

"For sure, bye."

"Bye."

I ended the call and released a breath, luckily my phone didn't crack with the fall.

"Are you decent?" I heard Hayley ask through the closed door.

"Yes!"

She slowly opened the door before entering my room. "I think I'm traumatized," she said, obviously trying not to laugh.

"Well who let you in!?"

"You just did." Hayley looked at me as if I was dumb or something.

"I know that! I mean who let you into the house?"

"Oh... your mom did."

"And don't you know how to knock?"

Hayley arched a brow, "As if you do. Plus I wasn't expecting to walk in on you masturbating."

I groaned.

"Why do you have to say it like that?" I complained and covered my face with my pillow.

That word makes me feel so embarrassed.

"Is it not what it was? Or you prefer fingering yourself? Touching yourself? Doing the deed with yourself? Dirty time? Wait were you watching porn or—"

"Okay, okay I get it! And it's none of your business." I waited until Hayley stopped laughing but it seemed to be nonstop. "Are you done?"

"Yeah, yeah," she wiped some tears from her eyes.

I looked at her as she stood in front of my bed, "Don't you want to sit?"

"I'm not touching that bed." Her nose scrunched in disgust.

I rolled my eyes.

"So immature."

"So nasty." She responded.

"What are you even doing here?" I asked instead of continuing.

"What? I can't drop by without announcement but you can harass me every day at my job?" Hayley crossed her arms giving me a look.

"I don't harass you! Don't say that what the fuck!?"

"You're very volatile today, aren't you?"

I raised a finger, "Stop answering me with questions."

"Why should I?"

I narrowed my eyes at her who had an annoying smile on her face. I groaned and fell back on my pillows. "What are you doing here Hayley?"

"Well is Saturday and I was bored... so I thought 'Morgan is in town, I should go and annoy her for a change'." She was looking through my things.

"Do you have anything in mind to do then?"

Hayley grabbed my Batman snow globe and shook it. "I actually do," she responded—still too entertained by the artifact.

"Care to tell me what it is?"

"Ice skating." She put the globe back to it's place and look at me.

I nodded.

That actually sounds like a pretty fun idea.

"Sure let me get changed and we'll go."

Hayley clapped her hands, "Great!" she stayed staring at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Aren't you going to wash your hands?"

"Why wo— oh right!" I remember once she gave me a look.

"There it is. I'll wait for you downstairs." With that she walked right out of my room without waiting for my response.

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"I'm not sure I want to do this anymore." I said watching the ice ring.

Hayley rolled her eyes and put the skates against my chest before leaving to put hers on.

Soon enough I watched as Hayley stepped into the ice ring while I just stood there watching—with my skates on now at least.

"Morgan don't be a pussy and step inside the ring." Hayley called me out.

"Don't call me a pussy in front of everyone." I mumbled as I finally stepped in— very carefully to be exactly.

"Not so bad right?"

I nodded as I held on to the rails for dear life. "Yeah but... I don't have the best coordination when it comes to my feet, so I'll just stay over here."

"Don't be ridiculous," Hayley skated towards me and pulled my arm. "Come on let go off that."

"No way, I'm going to fall flat on my ass."

"I'm sure your ass can't get any more flat than it already is."

I gasped a bit too dramatically. "My ass is not flat!"

She looked at my behind and then back at me. "Whatever helps you sleep at night."

"That's rude, you are so rude."

"I know, but you are skating."

In that moment I realized that Hayley had pulled me away from the rail and we were now almost in the middle of the ring. My mouth fell open while she wore a proud smile.

"I can't believe you," I said in shock.

"And we are not done yet," sbe looked at me. "You are going to learn to skate."

"No way."

"Yes way."

We stopped when we stood in the middle of the ring. "I'm going to let you go—"

"No!"

She sighed.

"I'm going to let you go and you're going to do everything I do and tell you to do, got it? You're going to be fine." Hayley told me firmly.

Hayley's confidence in me helped me gather some courage.

"Fine," I gave up. I stood shakily on my own once Hayley let me go. "Now what do I do?"

"Move one feet first and then the other. Like this." I watched as she skated and moved flawlessly over the ice.

"Okay." I said under my breath and tried to copy her.

After almost fifteen minutes of my failing to skate and falling too many times to the ice— I finally gave up.

"I don't want to do this anymore." I grumbled as my ass had just hit the ice again.

Hayley giggled and came my way to help me off the floor. "Yeah, maybe skating isn't your thing," she rearranged my beanie.

"You think?" I muttered.

She backed away and smiled before grabbing my hand and helping skate to the exit. "Don't get all grumpy now."

"Well my butt hurts."

"Maybe put some ice on it." I gave her a look and she grinned. "Just kidding, cheer up we are getting hot chocolate after this."

My mood lighted up at that.

"I love hot chocolate."

"Good to know, Bambi."

I looked at her confused, "Bambi?"

"You did look like him trying to skate out there." Hayley responded with a teasing smile.

I tried to push her so she would fall on her ass but I was the one who ended up hiting the cold floor again.

"Asshole." I said to Hayley who was laughing at me.

Even with the aching on my behind I couldn't help but appreciate her laugh for some reason.

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